Kidnapped By Rogue

"Whatever," I yelled as I slammed the front door, entering the chilled air of outside. I jumped from the porch and began my journey to nowhere.

"Where you gonna go, Blakely? Face it, you're stuck here," my father said as he walked towards me. He grabbed my elbow and turned me towards him, "Get back inside, now. We can talk about this."

"Talk about it? You say that everytime, no. I'm done," I replied, yanking my arm from his grip. We locked eyes, then all of a sudden I felt pain. My hand went up to my now sore cheek.

"Fine. Leave. But don't you dare come back," he said turning away from me. After he went inside, I stood internally debating on going inside or not. I finally decided against it, and began to walk.

It got colder the more I walked so I wrapped my arms around myself. I passed a cafe and decided to go in.

I opened the door, the aroma of baked goods surrounding me.

"Hello, my name is Sam. Welcome to The Cafe, may I get you anything?" a stout woman said apon my entering. I asked for a coffee and settled down at the counter. I looked around the cafe, it was pretty empty. Just me, the woman, a cook, and an elderly couple quietly talking in a booth.

The woman handed me a steamy mug just as the door opened capturing my attention. Two men, perhaps in there early twenties or younger, stood in the doorway. The woman recited what she had said to me, and they asked for two waters. They were taking off their gloves and I noticed one had a burn on his hand.

"See something you like?" one of the men said, studying me. I blushed and quickly looked down, mumbling a short sorry. They chuckled and I felt my face get more red.

I got out my phone and looked at the time; 3:27am. Then I texted my friend K.J. :I'm coming over. and locked my phone back, tucking it safely in my boot. I paid the woman, left a tip, and then walked out all in about 17 seconds.

K.J. lived about four blocks away from me so I knew I'd have to go home and grab a jacket so I wouldn't freeze. I didn't get very far when a white car pulled up next to me.

"Do you need a ride somewhere, miss? It's pretty cold out here," a man's voice came from the drivers seat. I couldn't see very well, but when my eyes adjusted I noticed it was one of the guys from the cafe. His brown eyes looked me up and down, and his question hung dryly in the air for a while before I found my voice.

"No, uh no. I live right here," I stuttered pointing to a random house, "thank you, though."

He shrugged and drove off. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding in. I chuckled to my self as I passed the house I said was mine. Something didn't feel right, so I stopped walking, and I heard footsteps quickly fade. I didn't want to turn around so I kept on going until I couldn't take the feeling anymore. I turned to see a silhouette of a man following me. I quickly turned back around and walked a little faster. I broke out into a run two seconds before he did.

"Help! Someone help me!" I yelled before I was tackled to the ground, "Hel-" I started but a heavy hand was slapped over my mouth.

"Stop yelling. Now," he snarled. A tear rolled down my cheek, I'm dead, I am going to die. I harshly bit down on his hand, tasting blood. He cursed then let go of me, I pushed him off of me and got to my feet as quick as I could to take off.

"Help me!" I screamed, running as fast as my legs would go. I turned a corner and was met by two brown eyes.

"Suprise," he said, grabbing me by my hair and pushing a gun under my chin. "Let's not scream no more, okay?"

Tears rushed down my face as I nodded reluctantly. He started pushing me towards where the man I bit was standing. He glared at me before going across the street to get the white car I had seen before.

"Okay, sweetheart. I'm going to let go of you so I can get something from the trunk. You are going to stand right here and not move. If you run, I'll shoot you. Got it?" brown eyes said. I nodded.

Next thing I knew I was running down the sidewalk yelling as loud as I could. In my head I was thinking, why isn't anybody coming out here to help me?

I froze when I heard a gunshot. I don't know why I stopped running, but my feet wouldn't move a step. I was thrown to the ground, and my eyesight went blurry.

"You fucking bitch. I said not to run!" one of the guys said, I couldn't tell which one because my head was spinning. He let out a breath and stood me up, "I know you're scared therefore I won't shoot you, but just know I am a man of my word." I shivered.

My knees went weak, and I fell against the guy. He picked me up bridal style and started making his way back to the car. I was laid in the backseat, and I heard the sound of duct tape being ripped. My senses came back, and I scooted my back against the door farthest from the man. "Don't make this hard, " he said grabbing my leg, pulling me back over to him. He slapped the tape over my mouth and grabbed my wrists, bounding them in ropes in front of me. The door was then slammed shut as he got into the front seat. "You might want to go to sleep, it's a long drive."

I don't remember falling asleep, but I was woken when I felt cold air rush in the car, causing goosebumps to appear all over my body. I opened my eyes lazily, seeing a man I haven't seen before standing by me with the door opened. My eyes got wide as I remembered the earlier events that had occurred. The man yawned before yanking me from the car, pulling me to my feet in front of him, and snatching the tape from my lips. I stepped away from him as I shrieked, hitting my back on the car door. He smiled and grabbed my arm.

"Come on," he said acidly, causing me to quiver. I didn't move, and he groaned then picked me up by my waist, throwing me over his shoulder. A scream left my lips, and we walked inside a house.

"No, please let me go! Just leave me alone," I begged grabbing the doorframe. He yanked my body one time, prying my hands from their position. I was thrown onto the carpeted floor, having the breath knocked out of me. When I regained my composure, I sat up. That boy, the two from before, and an old man sat on a couch in front of me.

"Y'all did good. She's pretty. I bet you get a lot from her parents," the old man said, breaking the silence, "What's your name, hun?" he asked.

I was crying again and he "shh"ed me. "You're gonna be fine. My boys won't hurt you too bad, okay? This isn't anything personal. We just want your parents money. Now, don't make this hard on yourself, what's your name?" All eyes were patiently on me, waiting.

I looked up meeting the man's eyes. He looked about forty or fifty, and his hair was a white mess on the top of his head. I sniffed and mumbled, "I'm Blakely... Please let me go home. It's just my dad and I, you won't get much money. You could get a girl that's rich. I won't tell anyone. Just let me go." My voice was more quiet than I expected.

"Hun, we're not letting you go right now. And if we don't get the money, then you aren't going home at all," were the words that left the man's lips. I stared at him, my body shaking slightly.

"Okay, y'all have fun. And you," he stood up pointing at me, "behave." He left, and the boys just sat there looking at me, until they heard his vehicle drive off. The guy whom had dragged me in here stood and clapped once.

"Well, Blakely. Since we know who you are, why don't we tell you who we are? Why don't you start?" he said pointing to the guy by the brown eyed boy.

"Well, babe. I'm Ace," he winked at me with vibrant green eyes, and I held back some bile I felt coming up.

The brown eyed boy spoke next, "The name's Rouge." His eyes pierced through my skin, causing my cheeks to pinken.

"And I, my love, am Riz," the last one said. I didn't know what to say so I just nodded.

"Let me untie you and take you to meet your roommates," Rouge said, holding his hand out to me. I looked awkwardly at it as if I didn't understand his intentions, "Come on, I'm not gonna hurt you," he said.

I gently placed my hand into his allowing him to pull me to my feet. After he freed my wrists, we walked into a long hallway, and I began to sob. "Why am I here? You can let me go, and I'll never say anything. I... I can get you money, my father won't be able to pay much, I can get you more, please," I was literally begging.

"Shut up," he said without looking at me. I continued anyway.

"Just leave me alone. Let me go." He groaned and grabbed my neck pushing me into a wall. He was pushing on my windpipe, and I couldn't breathe. "Sto-" I tried to choke out.

"I swear on everything if you don't shut your goddamn mouth," he harshly whispered into my ear. Tears ran down my cheeks as I desperately clawed at his hand. Spots blurred my vision, and I began gasping like a fish out of water.

Suddenly, all I saw was black, yet I could still hear. I heard footsteps around me and a guy say "What the fuck did you do, Rouge? Did you kill her?" I couldn't feel my body, and everything around me seemed fuzzy. The last thing I heard was, "shit" before I finally went unconscious.

Blakely, Blakely, wake up.

An annoying voice was entering my right ear and it wouldn't shut up. I opened my eyes slowly, seeing three boys around me. Realization came rushing in as I remembered what Rouge had done.

"You said you wouldn't hurt me," I spat at him. He slowly smiled, causing me to shudder.

"Excuse me guys, can y'all leave Blakely and I alone for a moment. I think it's time I tell her the rules for around here," he said calmly facing the other guys.

"Sure thing," Riz said, "but don't hurt her too bad, she needs to meet the girls." And then, they left. Shutting the door behind them.

Rouge turned towards me, taking his time to walk over to me. I looked down at the bed I was sitting on, the black sheets looked faded. When he got close enough, he grabbed my jaw and put his face directly in front of mine almost as if to kiss me.

"You listen, and you listen well. I will not repeat myself. We have certain rules that need to be followed seriously around here, got it?" He let go of my jaw and stepped back. "Rule one, answer verbally when spoken to. Rule two, don't back talk. No cursing. Rule three, do what you're told, no arguing. Rule four, don't fight us. We are a lot stronger than you, mentally and physically. And rule number five, don't run, we will catch you. If you wanna go back home then you will obey these rules, okay?" He turned away from me and headed to the door, "oh and one more thing, if you don't get to go home then you are mine." After that he abruptly left the room.

I sat there and let all my tears out, holding a pillow in my lap. I really wanted to go home. I pulled my knees to my chest. Suddenly I felt something hard in my boot. My phone!

I pulled it out, I had 13%. I quickly unlocked it and pulled up K.J.'s number.

"Blakely, where are you? I thought you said you were coming over?" his voice sounded worried. I cried out his name.

"K.J. you have to call the police, I've been kidnapped. Hurry, there are three guys, they go by Ace, Riz, and Rouge," I was speaking really fast and stuttering.

"Blakely, calm down. Do you know where you are?"

"No, but you have to help me," I was trying to catch a breath when the door opened.

"What the hell are you doing?" I turned to see Ace, coming towards me.

"K.J.!" I yelled before being punched in the stomach, knocking me completely out.

I woke up with a pounding headache, and my stomach was cramping real bad. I tried to sit up, but was forced back down due to chains around my wrists that were connected to the headboard. My feet were chained down as well. It was really dark where I was, and my adrenaline was pumping.

"Help! Somebody! Help me!" I kept yelling until I was exhausted. My stomach growled and I wondered how long I had been here. I hoped that K.J. would phone the police and they would track me down, saving me from this hell hole.

As I fantasized about getting to go home, a door creaked open then shut again. I completely stopped breathing. I wasn't able to see him, but I knew one of the boys was in here.

"Well, well. If it isn't sleeping beauty. You've been out for two days. I'm glad you've decided to come back to us. But, due to your little stunt you pulled, we've had to relocate." I couldn't tell which guy it was from their voice.

A light was flipped on, causing me to see spots for a solid minute. Then I made contact with a pair of brown eyes.

"No, leave me alone! Help!" I yelled. He "tsk"ed at me and slapped me hard across the face. And as soon as the stinging went down, he did it once more. I whimpered in pain, and flinched when he moved my hair out of my face. "Leave me alone, please."

"God, I love it when you beg. Do it again," he chuckled and slapped me again, "I said beg!" he yelled at me, slapping me again and again and again.

"Stop! Please, stop. I'm sorry, just stop hitting me. Please," I was balling my eyes out, and pulling on the chains with all my force.

"You're pitiful. We contacted your dad and gave him a decent amount to pay for your safe return. But, he simply stated he couldn't afford that. He was crying, and I almost felt bad for him. But guess what? You know your darling K.J.? He's willing to pay any amount we want. Isn't that grand?" he smiled angrily, "The sad thing is, we don't want his money, no. We want your dad's. But we're gonna need more than he can afford."

"You said if you got the money, you'd let me go," I whispered between sobs.

"No, babe. We said if we got your parents money. So, until then, which may be never, this will be your home." Rouge replied.